This will be my last blog for some time. That's right I can hear the sighs of relief over the wires!

My laptop (my only connection with the outside world) went on the Fritz last week. I have being elbowing my Mother off of her dinosaur of a laptop to bring the recent updates. However I return home tomorrow and thus will only be able to surf on my android phone. A nice toy but not a suitable relacement for a laptop. I rather overspent on my Summer holiday thei year so my bent and broken laptop will have to wait until I return from Vancouver at the begining of October.

Can I last for that long??? I have no choice I am affraid.
Poor me "sniff!". It could be worse I suppose.

I booked my flights for a wedding in Vancouver andthat was relatively straightforward especially when you compare it to the great travel insurance farago of 24 hours ago.

My ma has all the normal health disbenefits that go with being 77. So getting travel insurance for her is essential in case she needs some help over there.

What is quite apparent is that travel insurace companies just don't want to know. They are tripping over themselves to get a slice of my travel action but as a punter who is unlikely to maake a claim jus yet their insurance would be money for old rope.

Reaching 69 is a different matter. That seems to be the cut off point after that you are appear to be as dangerous as a one armed man in Baghdad driving a bus load of nitro glycerine.

As soon as she reeled of her "complaints" you could feel the computers at the other end flinch.

After an hour of surfing my Mum was exasperated and gave up. I sat her down and tried to calm her before entering the fray myself.

I lasted an exta hour. I lost my rag when a particular website who shall remain nameless - asked me the same medcal question 7 times in an endless series of identical questions.

The comparison websites were no help. Instead of just entering my Mum's details the once, I had to go through the same plethora of seemingly inane inqueries on every single website.

after a total of 2.5 hours and only one (completley comical) quote to show for it my mum rang the company she was with last year.

Don't grow old dear readers